wandering along, eating an apple when he notices Vash, stopping. 'You okat mate?'

puts his hands on his knees, trying to catch his breath. "F-fine. Just trying to get back to my house."

looks the other over, before glancing around. 'How far is it?'

looks up around him. "About... two miles." He's pretty sure he's sweating through his shirt right now, and wishes he was by the water to--

cool off.

maybe sort of noticed that his shirt was sticking to his skin, not that he's staring or anything. He reaches into his sidehold, pulling out_

a bottle of water. 'Looks like you need it more than me.'

eyes it for a second, before taking it. "Th-thanks." He drinks half of it, and pours the rest over his head.

watches the other, smile twitching when the other pours half of the water over himself. 'Don't mention it mate... you've gotta look out_

for people around here.'

raises an eyebrow. "You think like that?"

nods, rubbing the back of his head, 'Well I'm guessing you're not a skypirate.... so yeah.'

grunts in annoyance. "Damn skypirates. They ruin my entire damn business." >:III

snorts, very amused, 'How do they do that?'

"They steal shit, of course! I've had five clocks, as well as six bags of gunpowder stolen from me in the past past *month*.--

Next time I see them, they will *not* be feeling well."

nods in understanding, 'They're gits alright.' He smiles, 'I might ask a mate of mine to pass your shop on his rounds if that'd help any?'

eyes widen a bit. Customers + shop = €€€!! "Y-yes! Er- thanks. That'd help a lot." Erp, sounded pathetic.

... tilts his head, 'Yeah... If you're the owner of the shop I'm thinking about he could go past yours on the way back to the station.'

of course talking about the late night patrols... when his shop would be closed.